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There was no keeping Sheila from the truth, and it was better that anyone who lived under her roof knew it. “Of course, I remember now. Either it was an unfortunate recovery of a trail, or he had followed her from Mayfair. ’ ‘It’s immaterial, in any event,’ Roding put in. ” Annabel clutched her sister’s hands. Above the work-table was a drop-light—kerosene.
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